’ ‘Ya, it’s really cool.’ ‘And then I visit this pub just outside, called the Museum Tavern. I think it’s one of the few genuinely old pub... around.’ ‘Oh no way. I go there all the time. I love that place. We go there after work, just before heading home.’ ‘London is amazing. What a city. So much going on, such character. I think it’s one of the few cities still worth living in.’ Cyrus and Clare continued to chat for a while, having a few more beers, slowly getting intoxicated. One thing led to. One of the woman, married to a miner, came to me seeking a treatment. After some hesitation on her part, and great deal of embarrassment, she explained she wanted me to masturbate her!I was stunned! She had heard I had gone to medical school. She was sure I knew of this treatment. Oh, she didn't ask me to masturbate her with those words, but she did ask about manipulating her privates as a doctor had done in her hometown, previously. I explained to her that while I knew of this treatment, I. ” There was no other choice. I took Megan aside and warned her, “You know you are not safe any longer. I don’t think you and Bobby should have intercourse any more until after your next period.”“I know Papa. That goes for you too,” she said with a sly grin on her face.“Well, I have a real vivid imagination, you know,” I teased back.“Oh, believe me, I know,” she said laughing.“Well, we’ll just have to see when I get back.”“Hurry home, Papa,” she said, burying her face into my chest.“See ya. I just can’t.”“It sounds as though school hasn’t changed much since I was there.” I smiled. “But Julie and I never had k**s honey, so I don’t know how I can help you.” “I was wondering…..why you live in this big house on your own? I mean…..it’s been a while since your wife died and that was a terrible thing, but I never see you going out on a date or bringing someone home with you. Ummm….you’re not gay or anything are you?”Despite my discomfort I had to laugh at that comment. “No Kat, I’m not.